I'm a boss at Marvel

At this moment, the green body of the Hennessy Poison passed in front of the Abrams tank, leaving only a red tail light!

The audience watching the game in front of the big screen at the airport suddenly burst into cheers.

"Awesome! Brother Minghao will definitely win this time!"

"The nitrogen-burning move just now was really cool!"

"Haha! Han Long's tank will definitely not be able to catch up!"

"Han Long's tanks can only eat dirt at the back!"

"Oh, eat dirt? You can't even eat dirt! Brother Minghao's Hennessy poison is equipped with 4 tanks of nitrogen! Every 10 minutes, after the system cools down, you can use it again!"

"So what if Han Long can take a shortcut with a tank? Can he outrun a modified sports car that burns nitrogen?"

"There is no suspense! Brother Minghao will definitely win this time!"

In less than half a minute, the Abrams tank was far behind.

In the tank.

Natasha's face was full of anxiety, "I didn't expect that the Hennessy Poison was even equipped with a NOS nitrogen boosting system! It's over, it's over, we are definitely going to lose this time. No matter how we calculate, we can't catch him."

Han Long said calmly: "Don't panic."

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Natasha's mouth, "How can you still remain calm under such circumstances?"

Han Long smiled lightly and said, "Even if the sky falls, I will still be there to support you. Just keep your heart in your belly."

Natasha was stunned for a moment, her heart beating faster inexplicably.

She glanced at Han Long secretly. Han Long's expression was as calm as water, without the slightest panic.

Han Long said calmly: "Be prepared, hold on to the handrails, we are also ready to speed up."

Natasha said in surprise: "Speed ​​up? You have already shifted to the highest gear, how can you speed up?"

Han Long smiled lightly and did not answer. Instead, he directly pressed a red button on the steering wheel.

Suddenly, a line of bright red characters popped up on the holographic screen in front of him: Sports mode.

"..." Natasha's face suddenly filled with black lines, "Tank... and sports mode?!"

Han Long said calmly: "Well, it was the economic mode just now, mainly to heat the car and save fuel."

He pressed lightly on the accelerator.

The Abrams tank suddenly roared like a dragon!

"Fuck, what's the sound?"

Han Minghao, who was stepping on the accelerator with all his strength, shivered involuntarily.

Lan Die couldn't help but frown.

The audience in front of the big screen at the airport were all silent at this time, staring blankly at the big screen.

The Abrams tank's jet pipe, which is as thick as a bucket, actually spits out blue flames!

Immediately afterwards, Abrams' speed increased tenfold in an instant, and he sprinted out like a rocket.

Even the drone’s HD camera couldn’t capture it!

this……

All the audience were dumbfounded.

"Tanks also burn nitrogen?" someone asked in a low voice in disbelief.

"That should...not be nitrogen. No matter how strong the nitrogen is, it cannot drive a 62-ton tank to speed up."

"If it's not nitrogen, what could it be?"

"Looking at the color of the exhaust, it seems to be dimethylhydrazine and dinitrogen tetroxide."

"...Brother, could you please speak to me?"

"Simply put, it's fuel for the rocket."

"Fuck..."

The audience fell silent.

Countless "fuck" sounds echoed from their hearts.

Han Long, who are you?

Even if you get something like the Abrams main battle tank, you can actually install it as a rocket thruster!

This, this is simply eating more and more!

Originally, these audiences were invited by Han Minghao to watch the fun.

They all wished Han Long would lose this life-and-death racing competition.

But now, they all shut up.

Although the schedule has just begun, Han Long has won the victory in terms of the rocket thruster installed on Abrams.

No matter how awesome Han Minghao is, he is just driving a racing car worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

But Han Long's awesomeness has already broken through dimensions.

At this point, in the Abrams.

Natasha held the passenger armrest with both hands and screamed "ahhhhh" uncontrollably.

She glanced at the speedometer, and it turned out to be 800 kilometers per hour!

She was soaked with fragrant sweat!

The clothes stick to the delicate skin, and the peaks and waves keep trembling with the bumps of the car!

Natasha gasped and said: "Han Long...slow down, I, I won't be able to bear it anymore!"

Han Long said calmly: "You wanted to get on the bus yourself. You were the one who thought I was slow just now."

Natasha gasped: "But, but, I didn't expect you to be so fast! I really, I can't stand it anymore. Please, Han Long, slow down!"

Han Long said calmly: "You have to call me husband."

"you!"

Natasha's pretty face suddenly felt a little hot.

Although Natasha had called Han Long "husband" many times, she only called him "husband" when there were outsiders, and it was to conceal the identity of the two of them in a fake marriage.

But now, there are only two of them here, there is no need to pretend.

If you call Han Long "husband" at this time, you really want to treat Han Long as your husband.

"I won't scream!" Natasha bit her jelly-like lips, but she still couldn't stop the moaning sound coming from her throat.

Han Long smiled calmly and stepped on the accelerator.

Natasha suddenly screamed, "Ah Han Long! You bad guy! You are the worst person in the world!"

Han Long didn't respond and continued to press the accelerator. The Abrams tank rampaged in an almost crazy way!

Natasha turned pale with fright, and the seat was soaked with fragrant sweat!

"Okay, okay! I'm calling you!" Natasha said quickly: "I'm just calling you husband. It's not like I haven't called you husband before."

She took a deep breath and whispered shyly: "...Husband, please slow down, I won't be able to bear it anymore."

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Long's mouth, and then he took off the accelerator, and the Abrams' operating status also switched back to the economic mode.

Natasha breathed a sigh of relief, and her whole body seemed to be exhausted.

"Does it feel good?" Han Long asked.

Natasha slumped in her seat and rolled her eyes at Han Long angrily, "I'm not happy."

Han Long smiled calmly, "It seems that I didn't do enough. Let's try again."

"No, no, no!" Natasha was frightened and quickly begged: "Han Long, I was wrong. Han Long, I felt so good just now, no, I felt so good!"

Han Long frowned slightly, "You still call me Han Long?"

"I..." Natasha swallowed subconsciously, "Hubby, I felt so good just now, really."

Han Long smiled lightly and said, "Since it feels so good, why don't you do it again?"

Natasha was stunned for a moment, then realized that Han Long was teasing her.

"Damn it! Han Long! How dare you play with me!" Natasha beat Han Long with her pink fist. "I hate you so much! Go to hell! I hate you!"

Although they said they were annoying, the relationship between Natasha and Han Long took a step further.

Abrams tank filled with joy.